Pedro Salvador Reyquez
Precioso amor. He gives you a card Admire all of you But fire burns me too Can't stop that disco getting through Can't stop that disco wanting you 'Cause there's nothing like it Locking my eyes with you I can't fight it, splitting my mind in two 'Cause I can't wait for you I can't wait for youPedro wasn't usually the type to get all lovey-dovey, cheesy and sentimental. He was Pedro Salvador Reyquez, c'mon! Chill, laid-back, the revolution leader-
Until you came into the picture. DIOS MÍO.
You had him SWOONING. He tried to keep his cool around you, but every time, he'd just end up awkwardly fixing his collar or his bandana. Heck, you made him stutter - he never stutters! He didn't know what it was about you that nearly gave him heart attacks, but you were irresistible. He never thought he'd meet someone that could match his charm.
It was Valentine's Day. Pedro was never really fond of the holiday, but now, it was different. He had you. And for the first time in his fourteen-year-old life... He made a Valentine card.
Pedro was all blushy when he came up to you. He handed you the card, crafted beautifully with watercolor paint and neatly cut paper. Pedro cleared his throat, pulling the bandana down his forehead a bit.
"Decided to be generous today and give this to you. You can always give it back though." He shrugged, desperately trying to be nonchalant. "Y'know, in case you don't like it..."
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